March 1, 2012
You’re her bane and the source of her pain.

She screams in your clutches

As you perpetually cling onto her.

You are tantalizing and you are seducing.

She is lost and looking to be found.

You are gripping—inescapable—and find her.

Her love for you flourishes;

Your power grows and expands—

Until she is consumed.

By your grasp, she journeys down a dark path.

She is blinded.

She is numbed.

You are cunning and powerful.

Your love for her is acrimonious—

It’s toxic.

Her life—about to succumb to your grasp—

Is becoming nothing.

It is nothing.

She is nothing,

Because of her love for your grasp.

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